Vows

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Title: Vows

Author: Quirk otheTrade

Series: Card Captor Sakura

Pairings: You’ll see. ^_^;

Archive: Yes, please; just drop me a note and tell me where. ^_^

Commentary: Yes, please. Tell what you think; rip my work apart if you want to.

Category: Yaoi, lemon, sappy, and alternate universe, I guess.

Rating: 17 and up; not for the immature

Big Thanks to: Duo-Chan! For beta-ing this fic. You’re tops, Duo-Chan!

Warnings: There’s lots of yaoi-ness, and things of that nature in here, so don’t read if you don’t like that kind of stuff. Also, just a little bit of sap, for flavoring, and I guess occ.

Disclaimers: I worship the ground Clamp walks on! I think I’ve bought almost all their stuff already, and can’t wait for more. I wish I owned all their characters, but I don’t; I wish I owned THEM, but I don’t. BLOOD AND BLOODY ASHES! Life just sucks some days…

A/N: I wrote this a while back, so it may seem weird. I finally decided to post it here, and I might post it at MediaMiner.org, too.

Bonus Note: This fiction won first place in the fiction category of Makoto Sagara’s 2003 Amazing Kiss fan fiction/fan art contest. (bow, bow) Thank you very much!
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~…Tell me what you’re dreaming bout tonight…
sinking into the darkest night…~

He was floating in the darkness. It wasn’t a scary darkness, or a cold or hot darkness. It was a cool, comforting darkness, pressing softly against his skin. He looked up, tilting his silvery head back, amber eyes languidly examining the darkness from behind the lens of his glasses. If he’d been born normally, instead of created, he was reasonably sure that this was what it was like in a mother’s womb. Then something touched his feet, and he found himself at a standstill. Glancing down just as languidly, he spotted the first solid object beside himself; a perfectly round pool of water as smooth as a mirror. A vague, detached sense of curiosity compelled him to watch its surface. Something came to its surface, vaguely at first, as though clouds or fog were clearing away. Touya appeared just his face and shoulders. It looked like he was wearing a tee shirt of some kind.

Yuki smiled, feeling a bubble of happiness float up inside him even as his heart fluttered in that combination of love and lust Touya inspired in him. He knelt down on its edge in an effort to get closer to the image of Touya. In the pool, he smiled, and then laughed. His sleepy eyes seemed to smolder, and Yuki reached out a hand to touch him. A second hand did so too, and he jerked back in surprise, head snapping up. Across the pool was a longhaired angel dressed in blue. His eyes, widened in surprise, were a myriad of blues, and the long hair was moon bright white. Large white wings were outspread as the angel knelt there, a sapphire and silver ear cuff visible on one ear.

Something in Yuki’s brain went ‘click’. “Yue…”

“Yukito…”
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Yuki woke in a rush. His breath shuddered in his lungs for a moment, and his heart beat out a rapid staccato before he calmed himself down. The room, shadowy with light filtered in through the blinds, was a little blurry without his glasses, but he could still make out Touya’s room at his father’s residence. That’s right; they were spending the night at the Kinimoto residence instead of their own home because Fujitaka-san was giving a lecture out of town, and they were staying with Sakura to ‘keep her company’. He smiled a little smile in the dark; Touya had spoilt a ‘study’ session between Sakura and Li-kun. Though, that technically hadn’t stopped them. He knew for a fact Sakura had shimmied down the tree outside her window and went to Li-kun’s apartment; he’d caught her and waved ‘good-bye’ out the window with a wink. She’d looked so guilty and stricken at first, then had smiled a big smile in relief when she saw him wave and realized he wasn’t going to stop her. He understood her point of view perfectly. Nothing might be going on physically, but the need to just be together, without interruptions, to sit and snuggle- well, occasionally, it just had to be done.

He snuggled further back into his pillow, and then turned to look at Touya- who had his eyes open.

“Yuki? What’s wrong? Our exams? ” The words were whispered softly in the dark.

“No. I just …had a dream.” (I wish it were something as simple as our third year exams.) He turned away, to gaze at the ceiling and the interesting shadows painted across it in the dark. He stopped to gather his thoughts, because he knew he’d tell him about the dream sooner or later, and he’d rather it be sooner. “I was floating in the dark. Then I was kneeling beside a pool like a mirror, watching you, and when I reached out to touch your face, there was someone else there trying to reach out and touch you, too. An angel, dressed in blue with long white hair.” He paused. “I think it was … Yue.”

Touya turned on his side, to better see him. “Well, that sounds like Yue.”

Yuki turned onto his side, mimicking him. “Why would he be trying to reach out to you, Touya?” He searched the face he loved so well, the hooded, sleepy eyes. “What does it mean?”

“Hummm…” He gazed into the slightly unfocused amber eyes, thinking about the best way to answer that. Not that he really could; only the enigmatic Yue could do that, and since Yuki WAS Yue, it was hardly likely to happen any time soon.

“Touya…? Do… you love Yue, too?”

~…I remember…joy, affection…our universe…
don’t you remember our vow…~

There were so many things going on in his head, he could see it. Yuki was worried he didn’t love Yue, and Yue was a part of him. He was afraid he did love Yue, more than him. Some small part of him wondered if it was possible to love two people at once, and another part wondered if that was all right. He smiled, turning a faint shade of red.

“Of course I love Yue; he’s a part of you.” He paused. “I remember the first time I met Yue. You had passed out on the field, and I had carried you into the infirmary. I was going to return to the field with Akizuki, but ditched her because you grabbed my shirt and wouldn’t let go. I told you I knew your secret, and he appeared. I gave him my power to save you, and made him promise to watch out for Sakura and you too. But I also remember he said that he couldn’t transform back before me before because you didn’t want me to know you weren’t totally human. Honestly, I think he could have- but choose not to, to indulge you, because he loved me maybe just a little bit. He’s your strength, where you’re his kindness. So, I love you, just the way you are, and that includes him, too.”

Yuki stared at him harder, and then sighed with a smile and sat up. The clean lines of his back were bare all the way down to the dimples at the base of his spine, the edge of his boxers barely covering the line of his buttocks. “Sorry. This… is awkward, isn’t it? You’re normally shy; I shouldn’t force the issue-”

“Don’t worry about it. This had to come up sooner or later.” He placed a sleep warm hand against his lower back. “There are three people in this relationship, and if this is going to work, we have to address that. And, besides, I love you. I wouldn’t want you any other way.”

He kissed him.

~…leaning up against this wall of ice…
…never gonna let love fade away…~

He turned and lunged at him, hands landing perfectly on either side of his body. That silver head dipped, warm lips slanted over his, and a velvet tongue slid inside his mouth to explore. He KISSED him. Touya closed his eyes; he couldn’t help it. There was an edge to their kiss, one that normally wasn’t there. Yuki was more aggressive; the way his mouth slanted over his, the way he nudged him sideways on his back, the way his tongue slid inside his mouth and explored it, leaving fire burning a course through his veins. No slow and gentle seduction; it was beyond masterful. He felt silky strands spill across arms that he had unknowingly wrapped around him, and pulled away and forced his eyes to open.

It wasn’t Yuki in his arms.

Those normally unfocused amber eyes had a clear, sharp awareness in them, and the soft silver hair had gone moonlight white, cascading over his shoulders in a literal waterfall of silk to pool over his side onto the bed. This was Yue in his arms, whom he’d been kissing. He knew what that edge was now; it was the taste of moonlit darkness, of cool midnight breezes on a hot summer night.
“Do you mean it?” The words were so soft, less than a whisper, a combination of both their voices that pulled at something hot and low in his belly. “Do you love me, as well?”

“Yes.”

That luscious mouth was moving over his, devouring him again, and the press of their bodies brought warming heat to the surface, forcing him to break the kiss again. “We can’t do this here, Sakura will hear us.”

“Sakura is at Li’s house.” It was Yuki’s voice more now.

“WHAT!?” Touya sat up in a rush, and would have spilled Yue/Yuki on the bed if said person hadn’t been holding on so tightly, arms wrapped around his neck. The bedclothes slid down between them, leaving bare skin against bare skin. Normally, the feel of his skin was enough to distract Touya, but not right now.

“I saw her in the tree.”

“Why didn’t you stop her? Why didn’t you tell me so I could stop her?” He stared down at him, eyes no longer so sleepy looking, but full of fire. Of course, some fires can be redirected…

“Because… I know how she feels.” The inner edge of his eyes turned blue. “Of wanting to be with the one you love, of wanting to be so close you’re two made one. Of the simple intimacy of sitting beside each other, and knowing that you’re loved in return.” He pressed closer, his voice dropping to the merest whisper. “Do you understand?”

They kissed again, gently this time, a simple kiss of understanding. Then it deepened into something more.

Yue pressed him down into the bed and pulled the bedclothes away, maneuvering them into a heap at the foot of the bed. His fingertips strayed over bare flesh, raising goose pimples and stoking the fire.

Touya broke the kiss. “-No lube-“

“-In my overnight bag. Like I’d sleep in the same bed with you ANYWHERE without it?”
He raised his head a fraction of an inch, eyes languid and deep. “I want inside you, Touya. I want inside you, like Yukito. I want between your legs so I can lose myself in your charms. Can I? Can I hear sighs of pleasure on your lips as I take you, our beloved Touya?”

He stared up at him, watching the dizzying play of intense emotion play across their face. He watched the long hair flicker between silver and white, and the eyes hesitate between amber and blue, and knew it was the two of them before him. It was like a threesome without a third, without the need for positioning and figuring things out, but most definitely with the third‘s needs and personality. How could he resist, even if he wanted to, against such an elegant plea falling from salty sweet lips as soft as flower petals?

In answer, he mutely spread his legs, letting the other’s weight settle against him. Despite the wave of color flooding his face, he met the other’s gaze evenly.

He thrust.

A tiny moan fell out of his mouth. Such delicious, wonderful friction! ... but damn it, their boxers were in the way. Another thrust followed by grinding nearly drove that worry from his mind- almost.

“Yu, lose the clothes,” he growled, responding with a thrust of his own. Lips began raining kisses on his face as nimble fingers tugged at his waistband.

“You’re so red,” he mummered. “Do you have enough blood to do the job?” Touya’s boxers were stripped away finally, and a hand closed over his erection and pumped him with sure, forceful strokes. \"Oh, my. Apparently you do…”

“Where’s the lube?” he moaned, half glaring at him.

“Not so fast.” Soft, strong fingers tightened around him, and Touya dimly realized that he had moved to kneeling between his legs instead of lying on him. “Such a glorious thing that makes you a man, Beloved. And yet, its very size makes you fearful of taking us. Of spreading our legs and … fucking us like we want you to.”

A familiar argument, a long standing one too. Where Yuki was a nice, if plump seven some odd inches, Touya was a nine plus monster, and the word ‘plump’ was not a word to be used to describe his girth. If Yuki had been a woman… but that was a moot point. So Touya had taken to the role of uke without complaint or regrets- anything, as long as he didn’t hurt him. And at a time like this… oh god, it was so hard to think like this…

“You know why.” His hips arched helplessly into Yue’s touch. “I’d die before I hurt you.”

“Hummm.” His head dipped. He cried out as wet heat slid over him. It was more than enough of a distraction that until that first finger slid inside him; he had been lost in the pure sensations.

(How’d he get the lube- when he’d lose his shorts-?) He wondered, drawing one leg up against the other’s side and proving the absence of any cloth what so ever. (- Who cares-?)

One finger became two, then three, moving wide and deep to prepare him. The wet heat drew slowly, reverently from his flesh, and he felt the other move. Petal soft lips covered his again, tongue sliding inside, leaving the taste of himself lingering in his own mouth. Arms grasped his legs, spreading him just that little bit more, and the length that slid inside him was familiar yet not, bringing something new with it. He rocked his hips upward to receive more, and firm hands clasped them in a grip of iron, preventing him from moving. Then Yue pulled away from the kiss.

“Wrap your legs around me tightly, Beloved.”

He did, and Yue didn’t let go of his hips. He didn’t even begin to move. Instead, he adjusted his angle so he could press firmly on his prostrate. He leaned his chin against his shoulder, lips near his ear, while Touya tried futilely to wiggle, anything to relieve the growing pressure inside him.
“Do you remember our college science class?”

Touya let out a half scream. “Yue! Now isn’t the time for science!”

“I beg to differ,” he snickered. Touya felt it inside himself and shuddered. “Think thermal dynamics… simply, cold contracts, and heat expands… and you are so very hot, Beloved, like the sun…”

Oh, god, why did he suddenly seem bigger? Oh hell no…

“….like the molten core of the earth…”

Touya whimpered, head tossing, body trying desperately to writhe under Yue’s. The pressure, the feeling was building, sending a tingling through his entire groin, down his legs and up his torso, spreading through his entire body. It was THAT tingle, the one he could feel in his fingers and toes, the one he felt when he was hovering just there, on the edge…

A keening sound dimly reached his ears, and just as dimly, he realized it was coming from him. He slitted his eyes open- when had he shut them? - and saw the smug satisfaction on their face. He bucked harder, still to no avail.

“…Shhh, Beloved… just feel… feel heaven welling up inside you…”

They watched in satisfaction as Touya lost control and screamed wordlessly, body uncontrollably arching under the sheer intensity of his release. Wet heat spilled between their bodies as continued pressure forced him into multiple orgasms, and they were forced to clench their teeth and reach for control as his body tightened and spasmed around them. Readjusting their angle, they let him come back to earth, awareness gradually returning to his heavy lidded eyes. When just enough had returned, they began to thrust shallowly.

He gave a tiny moan and forced his eyes to focus on their face. Hands slid up his sides, across his shoulders and down his arms, finding his hands and entwining their fingers. Tightening his legs around slender hips, he began to match him for every thrust. Still pressed between their bodies, his flesh began to reawaken. Their movement became more violent, and their lips brushed before melding in a bruising kiss that seemed to go on forever before it broke. Yue moaned lowly and then sank his teeth into Touya’s shoulder, hard, as shudders of sensation began to rock through them, a prelude of the explosion to come.

Touya cried out, but not in pain. His skin, his nerves, had gotten crossed somehow, and the bite to his shoulder registered itself on the pleasure side of things. He tightened his legs more around the other’s shaking form, and knew just before when Yue would climax. Their body went taut as it buried itself to the hilt in the warmth of Touya’s body, and they pinned Touya to the bed for several long moments as they released. Then they collapsed, loosening their grip on their beloved’s hands. Touya wrapped his arms around them and they lay like that as the other’s breath evened out, until Touya decided he couldn’t take it any more and opened his mouth.

“Um, guys? Can’t you finish me off…?”

Dual colored eyes opened languidly to stare at him, and then that precious, luscious, CRUEL mouth smirked. “No.”

Touya blinked.

“Did you just say…?”

“I said no.” Yue got enough strength to get up on his hands and pulled out of him. He squirmed uncontrollably at the feel of the movement, and whimpered as they withdrew completely. “If you wish your thirst to be slaked, you must take us to do so.”

They moved away, and he sat up, wide-eyed in disbelief. Just the sight of them made him dizzy with desire. Long white hair pooled on either side of their body, eyes more amber than blue were heavily lidded with sexual satisfaction, and small spatters of cream ranged across their chest and abdomen from his own release. Their groin and thighs were draped in shadow, but he didn’t need to see that to know what it looked like. He ached, unsatisfied, and raised a hand to sigh into, and winced. Then he looked at his shoulder for the first time, and a surge of unexpected heat went through him. In his shoulder was a neat, almost perfect set of teeth marks, the deepest ones spotted with blood. Touching it gingerly, he became aware that it throbbed painfully in time with his heartbeat. Another surge of heat overcame him, and he looked over at them again in time to catch them running a tongue over their teeth, as if tasting Touya’s blood- savoring it.

“Where’s the lube?” Was that really his voice, so low and rough, like he’d spent a hard life drinking whiskey and smoking cigarettes? It felt hard to hear past the rushing of his blood…

Wordlessly, they inclined their head toward the pillows. He found the flip cap bottle and gripped it firmly in one hand before ordering them on their back.

(So Yue and Yuki wanted to be taken, did they?) He thought as he leaned over them and slowly licked away the spatters of cream on their pale, pale skin. He switched the lube to his other, less dominant hand, and gathered every bit of cream from his own skin onto his fingers. Then he began to prepare them, fingers caressing their subrosa. The form beneath him shuddered and drew a breath, eyes closing. He glanced at the face he loved so well, and then at the boisterous erection throbbing between his thighs as he knelt on the bed. (I’ve always wanted to bury myself in you, don’t you realize that? The feelings I have when you move in me… I’ve always wanted to share that with you. But I’ve never wanted to hurt you. Please, don’t let me hurt you.)

Flipping open the tube of lubricant, he added it into his movements in and out of their body. His shoulder no longer throbbed in pain; he was already back to that point again. He kept at it until he was moving three fingers spread wide, then added more lube and added a fourth for good measure. Their erection had awakened again, but he ignored it, as he also ignored the tiny, wonderful noises falling from their lips. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t last…

They watched him from slitted lids, revealing in the sensations he was drawing from their body. Yukito found it hard to think beyond feeling; with Yue awake his body felt full, almost to the point of bursting, but in a good way. Not to mention the fact that all the sensations were doubled, as though he were experiencing them twice, and perhaps he was. He tried to speak, and when he did, it was still, THEIR voice, but HIS voice was stronger. “Touya, please…”

“Not yet. I don’t want to hurt you.” His voice was so rough, like a cat’s tongue on the skin-Yuki shuddered in response. “And once we start this, I’m not stopping until I’ve lost myself in you. I’ve always wanted this…”

“We’re not made of glass.” It was more Yue’s voice, now. “Take us, beloved.”

“This is partly your fault, Yue,” said Touya. “You bit me. You bit me, and I liked it, that bit of violence. Don’t let me hurt either of you.”

“We’re not-“ Their voice broke off in mid-word, the air leaving their lungs in a rush, because Touya had move, positioned himself and thrust home in one sure, even stroke up to the hilt. A hand smoothed over their abdomen, feeling their muscles shivering in shock. How to describe-? The too full sensations of a thick length seated inside their body, beyond mere penetration, instead approaching unification; the pleasure of such a union, tinged with a lingering, faint edge of pain. Taking shallow breaths, they struggled to adjust, to welcome Touya in as he held still, gently smoothing his fingers over sensitive areas in order to distract them from the shock.

“I’ve always wanted to share this with you,” He leaned forward to whisper in their ear. “Do you know how it moves me when you enter me, and drive me to the edge with your body? Do you know? That first long slide that seems to go on forever, that tells me the pleasure’s just beginning, and the building sense of friction as you move… when you hold my hands or my wrists or my hips as you bear me down with your weight as you kiss me…” The muscles were slowly calming under his palm as he spoke softly. “I’m never happier than when I’m with you, and doubly so when we’re together like this. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust- I never take it for granted, and I never will…”

Brushing his lips over a vulnerable earlobe, he trailed his lips further over his cheek to nuzzle at the corner of his mouth. A pale hand came up to clutch his uninjured shoulder, and strong legs wrapped around his waist and hips.

“Beloved…please…”

A kiss later he was moving in gentle, shallow thrusts as the body below him trembled, once again struggling to adjust. Back bowed, head dug into the mattress as breath hissed from between clenched teeth, they nonetheless kept their legs locked around him. The hand not white knuckled from clenching his shoulder was white knuckled from clenching the sheets. The sense of friction was so intense, that edge of pain still there; sending sharp sparks along their nerves even as it faded. It was growing, spreading though their entire being from there, and spilling a feeling of something like liquid light.

Touya went slowly, simply in an attempt to avoid losing control. The passage squeezing him was too tight, too hot, and it was like he couldn’t breathe, no matter how deep a breath he took. They were gorgeous below him, hair all around like spilled moonlight, and he could see jewel drop tears clinging to white tipped lashes, refusing to fall. Petal soft lips were open, soundless pants issuing forth as their legs squeezed and released him rhythmically. Though they didn’t rise up to meet his careful thrusts, he knew it was probably a matter of time before they did.

He was right.

Slender hips curled up marginally at first, then more noticeably until they were straining against him. “Faster, Touya…”

Moaning, he wrapped a hand around them and pumped as he began a much more devastating rhythm, hips snapping forward with barely repressed violence. It was just so right, so perfect… it was like coming home. Wordless sounds were welling up out both their throats, the sound of pounding flesh loud in the room as the minutes passed. Touya was unsurprised when he felt liquid heat trail over his hand; he was surprised at the intensity as the tight heat contracted around him and brought him unexpectedly over the edge.

When he drifted back to reality, he lifted his head with a tiny moan to check on them. He had to be crushing them with his weight…. His eyebrow twitched in surprise. While the hair was still long, it was no longer moonlight white but a more familiar pale silver, and….they were asleep. Legs and arms held him tightly still, but they were asleep, with a smile on their face. A smile just like them, too, filled with smugness, satisfaction, delight and love. A smile played on his lips as he pressed a tiny kiss on their temple. Then he tried to move, but the limbs around him refused to unlock. He was about to say something when amber- and only amber- eyes flickered open to stare at him.

“Touya, Yue says to stop trying to escape and let him enjoy the feel of you in our arms,” Yuki yawned softly, sounding and looking sleepy.

“Why doesn’t Yue say it himself?”

Yuki chuckled at the harshness of his voice. “Yue says he’s totally worn out, but will be back later to play.” He glanced down affectionately at him. “Are you sure you’re okay with this, Touya?”

~…just the way you are…
…precious in my love…
…just the way you are…~

“Yuki, I just did the both of you, and as seme at that. If that doesn’t prove it, I’m going to have to resort to more drastic measures, and you don’t want to know the measures I’d go to. I don’t want to know the measures I’d go through.” He rested his head on their shoulder, feeling a yawn coming on. “I love you just the way you are.”

“Touya?”

A faint snore answered him, and he chuckled softly. “Ditto.”
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He was drifting in the darkness again, and it seemed more familiar this time, more welcoming than it had before. He glanced down expectantly, and there it was far below him- the mirror pool. As he watched, it grew closer, until he was there, and he landed softly on his feet. Looking out over the pool, he saw startled to see it had grown wider and bigger, though it was still perfectly smooth. There was darkness on the other side- not the same darkness, but different somehow from the darkness all around him. Yet, it seemed familiar, too, so he watched it closely for several minutes- well, it seemed like several minutes. In dreams, who knew? His efforts were rewarded when Yue emerged from the darkness, floating in a pool of light that illuminated from himself. He drifted forward, until he was over the center of the pool, and then he held out his hand.

Yuki blinked, then glanced down at the pool. Would it hold his weight? He glanced back at the other.

Yue dropped until he was kneeling on the surface, a few tiny ripples flowing outward. He still held his hand forth.

Yuki drew a breath and took a step forward- it held! Two steps, three, four… tiny ripples were forming and spreading across the smooth surface. Eventually he made his way out to the waiting figure with its outstretched hand, and reached out his own hand in return. Yue’s hand grasped his, and he was suddenly pulled off balance. Startled, he let out a small gasp as he fell and sprawled heavily against the other. Turning his head to look at the other, he blinked to see a smile adorning his face.

Beneath them, the image of Touya flared to life, and it distracted him, causing him to turn his head away from Yue. Then there was a sensation of falling, and Yuki clutched Yue in his arms as he shut his eyes tightly, even as strong arms wrapped fully around him.

“We’re not falling.”

He slowly opened his eyes, and- so they weren’t. Yue had simply laid them on their side, one wing tucked under their bodies, and the other arched over them like a pale, soft blanket. He tilted his head back, just a little, to look at him more clearly.

“Oh.”

“Yukito…” He looked at him intensely, strangely, for a moment, and then he kissed him.

It was a closed mouth kiss, petal softness against petal softness. It was interesting to note that Yue kissed with his eyes closed over those blue-myriad eyes. Yes, it had passion, affection and even a little love. There were also a bunch of other things that were simply feelings and couldn’t be translated into words, but that was all right because he WAS basically kissing himself after all and understood perfectly anyway. But underneath it all was something unexpected and different, that moved something inside him. It was something he hadn’t ever thought about, hadn’t let himself think about- acceptance.

Yue drew back slowly, breaking the kiss. White tipped lashes lifted almost shyly. “Thank you for sharing.”

Yuki smiled gently. “Thank you for the amazing kiss.”
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